Undead Tango (7 page)

She had promised Cody fun, and by God, they were going to have it. She seated herself in a provocative pose on the leather bench and shouted, “Cody, I’m ready for you.” The only thing missing was maybe some light music—lovemaking tunes to move with.

Cody came running into the room like a bloodhound on the scent. His shirt was already off, and it was a good start.

He halted in his tracks, and their eyes locked for a moment. His gaze roamed her body, and she shifted slightly to reveal all of her nakedness to him. His eyes seemed to bug out of his skull, and his legs wobbled. He lurched forward and did a full face-plant into the floor.

“Cody?” she called to him. “Cody?” She scrambled to his side, rolled him onto his back, and rubbed his cheeks. His eyes flared open, and she could tell he had trouble focusing. “You okay, sugar?”

“I’m…I, errrr, am fine,” he replied unsteadily. “I wasn’t fully prepared to see the most beautiful woman in the world completely naked.”

“Don’t scare me like that.” She sighed, resting her palms on his chest that was rapidly rising and falling. “Are you sure you are ready for this?”

“Abso-freakin-lutely. I have never been more ready for anything.” He wrapped an arm around her neck and tugged until their lips met and his tongue lashed against hers. The kiss was not soft or delicate, and she felt the urgency behind it.

She shoved his jaw away and kissed the dimple of his chin, the lump of his throat, and dropped lower to the center of his chest to lick around his right nipple.

“Shit,” Cody whispered when she captured his nipple. She flicked her tongue over his bud and didn’t stop until it hardened between her teeth. He gasped something under his breath she couldn’t understand, and she moved to his other nipple and toyed with it until it, too, stood on end.

Her kisses descended down the center of his flat stomach where only a thin line of hair was visible. Cody was breathing very heavy now, almost to the point he was hyperventilating.

“Relax,” she said in a purring voice. “I promise I won’t hurt you, Cody. I realize you never had sex before, but have you ever had a blow job?”

He lifted his head, and his eyes seemed to darken, glaze over with lust. “Never.”

Skye reached down and helped him remove his boots then slid his pants free. He helped by lifting his hips, and his cock flipped up to smack his stomach he was so hard.

“Very nice, Cody. You have a beautiful cock,” she said, trying to ease his tensions. And it was. His penis seemed perfectly shaped as if it had been cast in a mold. Erect, Cody was every bit of seven inches, she estimated, and he was thick. But what interested her most was the reddish head, shaped like a fat arrow, and barely visible for the sheath covering it. It was the first time she had seen an uncut cock, and she couldn’t wait to explore it further.

* * * *

Cody’s mind seemed to swirl in all directions, between perpetual bliss and heaven as Skye gripped the base of his shaft. Her lips touched him, and she ran kisses along the underside of his dick. Her hands were like magic against his flesh and her full lips soft as a baby’s bottom.

It was not until her lips closed around his crown, encasing him in a blanket of wet warmth, he began to panic. He was going to lose it—explode already? This can’t be. But it was. Her tongue squirmed against his sheath as her mouth sucked. When her teeth raked back his foreskin, it was over.

“Skye, Skye,” he said in a trembling voice. “I’m going to…to—” Before he could warn her his cock convulsed violently, the seed being drawn from him by Skye’s irresistible mouth. It amazed Cody that Skye didn’t flinch or even relent when he filled her mouth with his arousal. She continued sucking through his orgasm as if nothing had happened.

He felt horrible for climaxing so quickly—within mere seconds of her mouth touching him. He must have disappointed her immensely. “I am so…so sorry, Skye. I guess I failed at this.”

She spit the creamy cock from her mouth, and stared directly into his eyes. “No apology necessary, sweetie. That is exactly what should have happened. I would be worried if it didn’t.” She smiled and pulled him to the bench. “Would you like to taste me now?”

Hell yes he would, He watched Skye as she lay against the leather bench, arched her chest, and planted her heels on both sides of the bench, inviting him.

He stole a moment to compose himself and to gaze upon the beauty before him. She was splendid in every sense of the word. Her flesh was the color of mocha, breasts full and perky, with thick, rose-colored nipples that were designed to be sucked and celebrated. He cast his lingering gaze southward, past her tight stomach and rounded hips to her delectable, bald mound. He could clearly see the glistening curve of each gentle fold, the pinkness of her plump labia that ever so slightly angled outward as if ready to receive him. He could only describe it as rare and most perfect flower.

He sank to his knees, kissed her neck, and tried to relax his breathing. She smelled of strawberries and sunshine, the perfect combination. He caused her to actually whimper when his hands molded around her breasts. They were soft yet firm and the harder he squeezed, more sounds escaped her. He believed they were the sounds of an angel.

Her body arched forward when he took one of her puffy nipples into his mouth. His tongue laved over the beaded nub, and her hands caressed his shoulders. The nipple swelled in his mouth, and he tenderly bit at it. That drew a laugh from Skye. She drew him by the ears and drug him over to her other breast. He sucked in the other nipple as if wanting to feed. He suckled her while lightly tugging the other nipple with a free hand.

“Dang, Cody,” she whimpered. “You’re killing me. Sure you never did this before?”

“Nope,” he replied while licking his way around the oval of her belly button. His chin glanced over her clit as he salivated all over her bald mound. The aroma brewing down there was nothing short of incredible. It was pure, sweet, and pulled at his most animalistic instincts. He could live right here in this exact spot and dine for eternity—sipping on anything that spilled from her.

He laid open the first fold with the tip of his tongue and then the other, exposing the pink center. Then he dove in, driving his tongue into her pussy, tasting her essence for the first time.

Skye’s hips rolled into him, and her hand fisted into his hair, holding him in place, keeping his mouth at her entrance. He greedily lapped at her sex, seeking out more and more of her womanly cream. The faster he licked, the more she squirmed in his mouth.

He knew he was in dangerous waters now, his cock was weeping, and the essence on his lips, the heady flavor on his tongue could easily cause him to expel his seed all over the floor.

She called his name aloud as her fingers pulled harder at his scalp. “Fuck yeah,” she grunted huskily. “Fuck yeah, Cody. Right there, baby.” Her legs wrapped around his shoulders, and her thighs captured each side of his face.

He worked his tongue into her soft flesh as quickly as humanly possible, trying to lick her core. He lifted her ass from the bench as he savagely inhaled her arousal. Skye cursed aloud, and Cody felt her hips whip forward. He swallowed everything that spilled from her perfect body as her inner walls seemed to tighten around him. He didn’t want any of her sweet juices to be wasted. Her inner muscles pulled hard, and he was certain she climaxed.

His cock throbbed with desire having his taste buds saturated with Skye’s muskiness. She planted her high heels on the floor, and he held his gaze to her glistening, pink folds. Her inner thighs and the top of her smooth pubic mound were soaked.

Cody lay on top of her, ready to feel this woman, and planted the head of his cock at her drenched entrance. She smiled brightly up at him. “Get inside me,” she told him.

Their eyes held, and nothing else seemed to matter except this one moment. Cody felt a mutual connection like never before and an unspoken understanding.

She gripped the base of his cock and whispered, “Are you ready to feel me, Cody?”

He answered with a kiss, and she angled him into her sex. The head of his cock was greeted with slick warmth, an unnatural heat that was mind-altering. Their eyes remained locked as she arched into his erection, guiding him in deeper. He thrust forward, cutting through the slight restrictiveness, and planted himself root deep.

Her legs swung up around him, her heels digging into his ass, keeping him motionless inside her. Right then he wished he could spend the rest of his life right here in this exact spot. Within the arms of the woman he loved and his cock firmly encased in a blanket of protective heat. He had no desire of ever leaving.

Her inner walls squeezed his shaft as she kept him deep inside her. He hadn’t even stroked her yet, and already he could feel himself coming. Her mouth captured his tongue, and she began sucking it like she did his cock earlier.

All of his senses were bombarded, and he came again. He erupted inside her without the slightest of movement.

“I just came again already,” he admitted trying to keep the fact that he was disappointed in himself out of his voice.

“I felt it,” she purred. “You’re still hard though.”

As a matter of fact, he was. He was still solid, even more so than before it seemed.

She nudged him with her pelvis and spread her thighs. “Use your cock, Cody. I am all yours, baby.”

He pulled back slowly then pushed forward through their mutual fluids. It was all hot and slippery. Gradually he built up confidence with each long stroke, hearing her whimpers and soft grunts become more profound. The harder he thrust the harder she rebounded against him and the more she seemed to take pleasure in it.

He found a fast rhythm and held to it, repeatedly seeking out her womb with every full penetration. She bent her knees and palmed his ass cheeks. “God yes, Cody. Give it to me,” she grunted.

Cody rose over her and pushed on the back of her thighs until her knees touched the leather of the bench. She was fully exposed to him now with her pelvis facing the ceiling, heels in the air, and knees trapped on the bench. She gave him an uncertain look, but he hammered into her with powerful thrusts. The sound of slapping flesh echoed through the building as his balls smacked against her ass.

He couldn’t contain his emotions any longer. “I love you, Skye,” he eked out in a ragged breath. Just as he said the words her pussy seemed to suck him in farther and flutter all around him. Ten distinct contractions pinched his cock in a cloak of delight, and he came a third time, filling her with more of his hot seed.

Their bodies both glistened with sweat, and it felt as if he just ran a marathon. Skye pulled him onto her body, and they laid in a euphoric silence together. She kissed his cheek and pressed her lips to his ear. “I love you, too, Cody.”

The sound was like music to Cody’s ears. Everything was perfect, he thought. She ran the palms of her hands lovingly across his sweaty back as he kissed her neck. “You are very good at lovemaking,” she commented. Then she cupped his face and gazed at him curiously. “Ummm…Cody, honey. Are you still hard?”

He lifted her body and spun her around on the bench, her breasts flat against the slippery leather and ass in the air.

* * * *

Holy shit! This young man was insatiable. Was he actually going to fuck her again? He reared over her, and she felt his might pinning her to the bench, his hands using her ass cheeks as handholds. The head of his burgeoning cock split her center, and a powerful thrust raked her body. He actually was going to do it again, no question about that now. Cody was relentless. What did she turn him into in such a short time?

She fisted the chrome frame as he impaled her, over and over. She knew her sex was draining constantly, like a faucet with no shutoff valve. The pressure began to mount, and something was going to give. She was on the extreme edge of another release. Something about him needing her so badly was so arousing in itself.

Then she felt a sharp crack against her soft ass as Cody yelled, “Who’s your daddy?”

It was so out of Cody’s character that she nearly laughed, and then his hand slapped across her exposed ass even harder this time, stinging the flesh. “Who’s your daddy?” he asked again with more conviction.